Madness sessions (p.7) "It's been two weeks since I've been to Arkham Asylum. I was so very scared to face him. He is so scary. I have his casefile here. It is grade 3 information but Dr. Nicholas has been very kind to give it to me. I've been trying to study his previous cases, but I cannot begin to understand who he really is. So vicious and yet, a genius. He says he doesn't think through things, one step at a time eh? Much like..... oh well"Madness sessions (p.7) by AGirlintheRain
"He told me the story about his scars and surprisingly, he's changed the story every time. I wonder if he really does know about them himself. It could most possibly be that he did it himself... how long ago, I cannot understand. They are... frightening. Much like they had been cut over and over and over again till the skin became that irregular on the cuts."
"Why didn't he kill me? Is he planning on something? I can still remember him looking at me... he had the perfect chance to kill me... no one would ever know..."
"Sometimes I wonder if I should have Batman te
Madness sessions (p.6)The door banged close, the key turned. The sound of the nurse's shoes against the marble faded in the background overtaken by the occasional shout of "I'm the King of Norway. Pay me some respect!!!" by a delusional schizophrenic. The room had a new addition, a machine.Madness sessions (p.6) by AGirlintheRain
"Morning!", she smiled a little, putting the box she had on the table. She also had a laptop today. He was not tied to himself viz a straitjacket but his hands were handcuffed behind his back. He looked at her surprised maybe, because she had never replied to his morning greetings. He didn't reply.
"I had them untie your hands. You see I needed you for some exercises which I can't really carry out if you're in that jacket."
"I admit", he grinned, "My arms were tired of it anyway."
"Right!", she said. She took off her coat and put it on her chair, she pushed the file to the far left side of the table and he traced her hand returning to the box.
"I have this machine here...",she began.
"I know I know... it will catch my
Madness sessions (p.5)The door closed, the key turned.Madness sessions (p.5) by AGirlintheRain
"Morning!", he said ever so slyly... again.
"I've been here for a month now...", she sighed and opened the notepad. She looked at the page he'd made and closed the notepad.
"Hahahaha again...", she said, looking in his eyes, "There's been no responsiveness from you other than the haha and the cutting my face thing or everyone is mad but they won't show it thing."
"Maybe if you just believe me, you'll not be so... bored", he grinned.
"Okay fine.", she put the files away, and took off her doctor's coat. He saw her put it away nicely. She looked tired but she didn't sit on the chair, infact she moved his chair back and leaned against the table. Her pen, notebook and pager lay on the other side of the table.
"Now... tell me. Let's talk about the very last criminal charge against you. You killed... 25 people in a bus."
"I didn't kill them", he giggled, "They killed themselves. I just put a bomb under them and told them that there was a virus infected man the
Madness sessions (p.4)The door was closed with a loud bang. The key turned and footsteps faded into the background. She looked at the man, and the notepad on the desk.Madness sessions (p.4) by AGirlintheRain
"Have you done something today?", she asked, looking at the notepad.
"Maybe...", he said, "Though I can say I wasn't particularly inspired. So like I said I didn't think through things, I took the very first idea that came to me and bam.... on to the page it went."
She took the notepad and opened it. On the first page it said, "What I want to do to pesky little doctors?"
She turned the pages and saw an illustration of herself, hung upside down and blood dripping out of the many scars on her face. It was almost life like, as if he were a painter. She felt particularly disgusted at this, as he had laid out the details really well.
"Do you like it? I'm sorry I left many details."
"I like it", she said, smiling. "Atleast you've shown me what you wanna do..."
"You seem to be okay to it...", he girnned.
"Ofcourse not...", she giggled at this answer
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